Chapter 312 Past_1
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The next day, Leo Harrell woke up long ago.
He subconsciously glanced at the woman beside him.
His fingers gently traced from his nose to his lips and then to his chin; he hadn't managed to look for a few minutes before, to his surprise, Sophia Cloud woke up in a daze, perhaps roused by the commotion.
She had never imagined herself lying in Leo Harrell's arms. In an instant, she felt an indescribable sensation in her heart. Slowly lifting her head, she didn't expect the man to be staring straight at her.
"No... not... wait a moment...." Sophia stammered for a moment then immediately got up, slipped on her slippers, and went to the washstand.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she didn't know what to say at that moment. Just thinking about the scene from moments ago made her feel overwhelmingly embarrassed; it was simply too shy-making.
Leo Harrell was already so handsome, without a single bad angle, and to think he was staring at her with that kind of look.